Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Creative License

As a kid I was a sucker for any free toy in a box of cereal. I especially loved the free bike license plates that came in a box of Honeycomb (you can buy them on ebay, of course). Of course other classmates in elementary school were able to get license plates with their names on it at Kmart, but Travis was never to be found on the rack of license plate names (Tracy, but never Travis). Nevertheless, I happily placed a state of Colorado license plate on my Schwinn and rode around town. Of course, no one ever asked me if I was from Colorado or anything about Colorado. If someone had asked me anything about the state I would have looked at them like they had three ears or pedaled home as fast I could convinced they were trying to kidnap me.